The following is a list of things I have successfully cleaned off of my carpet today:
1. Beach Nut Chicken & Stars Baby Food (knocked off the coffee table by Allie, who was entering the third straight hour of demonstrating the 'Hokey Poky' dance she learned at school today.
2. Fecal matter from a 7 month old. (my guess would be Chicken & Apple Dinner and Garden Vegetables with a hint of breast milk if I had to guess based solely on color and texture)
3. Baby throw up (stemming from incidence #1. Ummmm, yea, note to self... Wyatt is not ready for the Stage 3 foods with texture yet... the chucks causes exorcist like vomiting spells)
This year for Christmas... forget Santa Claus. I want Stanley 'effing Steamer to come and visit my house. Or if Santa does come, he better be bringin' me some hardwood floors.
After all was said and done, I found Wyatt asleep like this...
Thinking this could not be the least bit comfortable, I attempt to move him which abruptly ended his one and only nap for the day.
Michael, my dear, sweet, love... when you finally return home this evening from your weekend of fun, just know this... IT'S YOUR TURN!!!! I'm need a break.